We’re trapped in an airport lounge by the foggy indifference that means nothing is happening. We are going nowhere till something changes outside. Maybe nothing ever does, really.
Mind you, I’m stunned that Neymar, a mere footballer can be sold for £450m. It costs £1.29m to clone someone so why not make 153 of him?
A woman is elected leader of the New Zealand Labour party and promptly asked about her plans for parenthood. Am I confused, or was New Zealand the first self governing country in the world to give women the vote 124 years ago ?
Macedonia can’t call itself, well, Macedonia as the Greeks are not comfortable about it.
Far right activists in Norway abuse empty bus seats as they look like burqas. All in the genes I guess.
Surviving the week when Trump hires you. What a pantomime. Oh no it isn’t. Oh yes it is.
And then, just to restore your faith in humanity, a Cleveland diner grants a dying woman’s last wish by shipping a Tommy’s Mocha Milkshake to her hospital bed in Washington.
The sun breaks through; announcements are made and we all carry on like nothing ever happened. As the song goes, Martians could land in the car park and no one would care. Unless they were wearing burqas.
© Ash Cheyne 2017
Daily Word Prompt Challenge – Foggy